Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

The arrival of Uncle Lin and his group was seen by many people.

I also heard what Uncle Lin said, that he was going to find his master.

The villagers were all envious:

"The Xin family is really going to rise! Wow, how enviable! Tell me, why doesn't Fubao come to my house?"

"Why would I go to your house? Can your family afford to support them? Your old woman has tortured your granddaughters to such a state? Would Fubao be willing to go?"

"Alas, after all, the Xin family is kindhearted. Nowadays, it's hard to find a girl that well treated."

"Haha! You treat your daughter like a nobody, don't think others do the same! My daughter is a treasure too!"

The after-dinner conversation of the people in Xiayan Village finally shifted from that strange night to Uncle Lin and his group and the Xin family.

There are many people who are envious.

Xin Guoguo always meets the aunts from the village when she goes out these days.

The aunts touched her head, held her little hand, and then gave her a candy or an egg.

However, she did not eat the candies and eggs, but gave them to her aunts' children.

The days passed by indifferently.

The days that followed were still the same as before, and I would have a very strange feeling from time to time.

Xin Guoguo tried to explore again and again, but always failed.

Uncle Lin and his family just stayed in the courtyard next door.

Xiao Ting also stayed in the Xin family.

However, Uncle Lin gave Old Lady Xin a neatly arranged plate of silver on the day he arrived.

50 taels each, 20 in total.

They are stacked neatly.

Where had Mrs. Xin ever seen so much money?

After refusing twice, he finally accepted it.

However, from then on, Xiao Ting no longer had any work to do in the Xin family.

So, he spent most of his time playing with Xin Guoguo.

Then, after Xin Guoguo’s three older brothers come home from school, I help them with their homework.

In the blink of an eye, winter arrived.

This is the first winter these refugees have spent in their new home.

They had lost all their belongings long ago.

Even though he came to Xiayan Village and struggled hard to earn some money, he was still short of winter supplies.

This morning, the wind was howling coldly.

Even with the doors and windows closed and a thick quilt covering oneself, one cannot resist the cold.

Xiao Ting was awakened by the cold. It was still dark outside, so he didn't rush to get up.

But lying on the kang, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

There is even a feeling that the more you sleep, the colder you get.

Suddenly, he heard a faint cry, which was not clear and seemed to be carried by the wind.

Judging from the direction, it seems to be Uncle Lin and his group.

Xiao Ting was confused and simply decided not to sleep.

He got off the kang carefully.

Lighted the lamp.

Put on your clothes, open the door and go out.

Standing outside the door, the crying became clearer.

He also had a complete grasp of the location.

The crying sound came from outside Uncle Lin’s yard.

He frowned.

He leaped up to the wall between the two adjacent houses, then took a few steps and looked out in the moonlight.

Uncle Lin and the others were also awakened by the crying, and now they were all dressed and went out.

As soon as I came out, I saw a small figure on the wall.

All of them were martial artists with sharp eyes and ears, and they recognized the person on the wall at a glance.

But precisely because they recognized this person, several people couldn't help but twitch their lips.

He turned his head away and pretended not to see it.

Is this still their young master who abides by the rules and never oversteps the bounds of propriety? !

Uncle Lin walked over and opened the door.

Then I saw a thin figure on the right side of the door.

The figure was squatting on the ground, burying his head between his knees and crying.

Uncle Lin frowned.

I walked up to the man and asked, "Hey, who are you? Why are you crying at my doorstep?"

Especially now, it's still dark.

A thin and frail person with disheveled hair, wearing a black and gray dress, was crying at the door of his house.

No matter how I look at it, it feels creepy!

The man raised his head, his big eyes filled with tears.

The whole person looks pitiful.

Uncle Lin recognized that this belonged to the family next door to theirs.

The house he lives in now is adjacent to the Xin family on the left, and the right side was originally empty.

But later a family of refugees moved in.

The refugee family was a large group of people, their surname was Zhang, but he didn't find out their specific names.

This family consists of an old father and his three brothers and sisters.

These three families are all married and have one or two children each.

The person looking at him with tears in her eyes at this moment was the old man's little daughter.

The woman looked at him eagerly: "Woo woo woo... I'm so cold, there are not enough quilts at home, I can't sleep..."

Uncle Lin: ...

"You're cold, but you shouldn't come to my door crying in the middle of the night, right?"

What kind of magical practice is this?

woman:……

The tears fell even harder.

"You...how can you be so cold-blooded?! I'm a weak woman, and I've already humbled myself like this, can't you just give me a blanket?"

Uncle Lin was shocked by these self-righteous remarks.

He is a rough man and is not good at arguing with others.

But he is not someone who will be bullied.

Rolling his eyes, he simply asked someone to knock on Zhang's door and call the village chief.

Although it is almost dawn now, few people in the village get up too early during the winter.

The village chief was awakened by a knock on the door early in the morning and felt a little annoyed.

What a pleasant life we ​​had in the past.

There are only fourteen households in the village, all of whom are elderly people in the village, and there are no conflicts among the households.

But since the refugees arrived.

The population in the village has increased, but there are also more conflicts.

His good days as the village chief are gone forever.

The village chief thought about the hair he had lost these days and wondered for the umpteenth time whether he should just quit his position as village chief.

This day after day is not enough!

Letting his wife sleep for a while, the village chief put on his clothes and went out.

A gust of cold air hit him in the face, causing him to shiver and even stop the yawn that was about to come out of his mouth.

The whole person became sober instantly.

He dragged his feet and went to open the door: "Who is it?"

"Village Chief, I'm from the Lin family. Something happened at home."

The village chief has opened the door now.

When he saw the person coming, the laziness on his face disappeared and he hurried out:

"What happened?"

Mother!

Don't be scary!

The guy from the Lin family is an official!

What kind of thing could possibly happen that required a small village chief like him to solve it? !

The guard did not hide the matter and told the village chief as they walked.

village head:……

Mad!

Can't these refugees just stop and be quiet? !

So annoying!

The two hurried to the door of the Lin family.

The Zhang family's daughter was crying and trying to throw herself on Uncle Lin, shouting as she did so:

"How could you do this to me?! I don't care about my daughter's innocence. I have been left here in the cold for several hours. Why are you so heartless?!"

The people from the Zhang family had already been called out by now.

But each and every one of them looked at a loss.

But if you look closely, you can clearly see the calculation and excitement in their eyes.